Chapter 649: The war boat was attacked

Yang Jian didn't say much, he sat down cross-legged in front of the stone platform, and according to Sui Renshi, held the fire in his hand, carefully feeling its existence.
It's fire or not fire, like mystery and mundane.
This is the kind of fire bred in the dark years of almost extinction in ancient times. After igniting the fire of the human race in the five continents and three thousand worlds, it is accompanied by the Suiren in claustrophobia all year round.
It is not a treasure, nor does it have magical powers like the real fire of Samadhi. It was born in the human world.
If the blood left by the human race finally turned into something, it should be the flame that kept pulsing.
Suiren's warm voice said: "You can store it in the spirit platform. Your avatar and the body seem to be connected to the same root, and the avatar can absorb this fire."
"Yes," Yang Jian replied, closing his eyes and concentrating, feeling carefully.
Gradually, the flame in his hand disappeared, and Yang Jian’s avatar here, the body of the Black Spirit World far away in the Chaos Sea, and even the heart of another avatar sitting on the wall of Xuantu City, appeared in this faint orange red. flame. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
A light sigh from ancient times is like sounding everywhere in the Chaos Sea, everywhere in the wild and nine days.
Carrying Jiuzhou Road, building a city with blood and bones.
Since there is no way back, how come the spring and autumn end.
Picture scrolls gradually emerged in Yang Jian's heart, from the snake-tailed Nuwa Empress making people, to the beginning of the human race and the suffering...
This fire is the heavy history of the human race, and the unwillingness and expectation in the hearts of those young souls who have died.
However, this group is extremely pure, and although it carries the weight of history, it shines with a ray of vitality and hope.
The deep voice of Sui Ren shuttled in and out of the screen.
"Human race is not easy, life is not easy; chaos is there, heaven and earth are in disorder, human race is born in this world, this is the purity of human race."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
"But the human race is born weak and small, it needs to compete with all things, with the heaven and the earth, and finally fights within the human race, and blood is crippled. This is the stubbornness of the human race."
"All the way to this day, the human race has never retreated, nor has it been destroyed because of someone lost or no one. If this world has an end, the human race also has an end, and if the end is endless darkness, Then only this fire can rekindle the prosperity of the human race."
"Yang Jian, since ancient times, what the Human Race needs is not an emperor, let alone an emperor. What the Human Race needs is just a hope."
Suihuang's words gradually drifted away with a light sigh, Yang Jian frowned in thought, and realized the power of the fire with Suihuang's guidance.
Gradually, Yang Jian felt a mysterious Taoist rhyme that was beyond the scope of his understanding, but this rhyme was only a flash, and he was immersed in the sea of ​​his soul.
He began to search hard. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
In the stone cave, the Suiren clan and the Black Spirit Lord kept saying something, as if they were afraid to disturb Yang Jian's enlightenment.
The reunion of relatives is about looking back on the past and talking about their own experiences.
But the Black Spirit Lord didn't mention too much about this. Most of the time, he was asking how the Suihuang human clan emerged. The Emperor Sui was also afraid that the Black Spirit Lord would cause trouble in the predicament, and constantly asked her to put the overall situation first.
"The overall situation is the most important thing, is to see your uncle suffer here?"
"I'm not suffering," Suiren said warmly, "Although this is Daozu's calculation, it traps me here and checks and balances the human race's exhibition. But it is also an opportunity of the Human race. Because I gave up the emperor of the three realms, Daozu did not support another A large race is against the human race."
"If Dao Ancestor doesn't die, it will be fine," Black Spirit Lord murmured, with a little killing intent in his eyes.
Suiren had to smile wryly, "Qi Er, your hostility is too heavy, which is not easy for you to practice. Sanshu is very pleased that you can achieve what you have achieved today, but...why is there so much in your breath? Tyranny?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>
The Black Spirit Lord did not speak, but just took off the ghost mask.
After the mask, there was a normal face that Yang Jian often saw. It wasn't ugly or beautiful, but a light gleamed gently, and another face gradually emerged.
This was supposed to be the face of the country's beauty and heavenly fragrance, but the black mark of ancient characters on his forehead added a bit of strangeness.
She was extremely pale, with long and narrow eyes, long eyelashes, and small black scales on both sides of her cheek...
She closed her eyes, smiled slightly at herself, and then put on the ghost mask.
"Longevity, happiness, sanctification, immortality, immortality, these have nothing to do with me, I can struggle to climb to this day, just for revenge, to get rid of the demon master Kunpeng."
What can Suirenshi other than unbearable and heartache?
He was half-worn and could no longer do anything for Chu Qi. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
"If Yang Jian hadn't wanted me to come back, I would have never returned to the prehistoric life in this life," the black spirit master whispered softly, putting on a mask.
Sui Ren clan seemed to see a little hope again and said, "How did you meet Yang Jian? Can you talk to San Shu?"
"I once built a force next to the city of Xuandu. In order to one day be able to enter the city of Xuandu to explore the chance of being holy, I met him for the first time when I attacked the city of Xuandu," the black spirit master replied plainly, the corners of his mouth behind the mask. "If I did my best at that time, I would slap him to death if I could not slap him."
Sui Ren gave a wry smile.
Enemy with Daomen, and almost shot Yang Jian...
"Then how do you make friends?"
"Friend? My soul is controlled by him, and he also wants to deal with Kunpeng, let's take orders from him."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
If it weren't for Suiren's inconvenience, it is estimated that he would have supported his forehead with both hands.
The black spirit master sneered: "He has been in retreat for hundreds of years and has achieved a leap in his cultivation. At that time, he wanted to kill me. It was the Great Master Xuandu who came forward to have my current life."
"Master Xuandu is really a good-hearted cultivator," the Suiren clan forcibly wanted to instill positive and warm thoughts into the Black Spirit Lord.
however……
"My uncle must not be deceived by the hypocritical person of the Great Master Xuandu. He is good at deceiving him. He has always been teasing others by virtue of his advanced cultivation base, and he is even more shameless in his heart. What controls the spiritual core and controls the soul. The methods are more sophisticated than me, a magician."
Sui Renshi was speechless for a while, and finally could only sigh for a long time, not to persuade her any more.
"However," the black spirit master seemed to open the chatterbox, muttered a little, and whispered, "Yang Jian is a good person, he is still trustworthy, and he will not feel that he is a hero who is optimistic about saving the Three Realms by the Six Saints." &1t ;i>&1t;/i>
"When conquering the Chaos Spirit Race, you should kill if you should kill, if you use conspiracy and tricks, you will use conspiracy and tricks. The only downside is that sometimes your heart is too soft and you are nervous all day, thinking that tomorrow is the time of the catastrophe. I can't wait to become a saint in the next moment."
"Not all other masters in this world are dead. It's just superfluous for one person to the whole soul world."
After cursing a few words, the Black Spirit Lord seemed to vent his anger.
Sui Ren's eyes were a little safe and playful, staring at the Black Spirit Lord, and only one sentence, "If you think Yang Jian is good, follow him in the future. You can get the approval of the salary, not a villain."
The Black Spirit Lord snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with the word ‘follow’.
The pair of nephews fell into silence for a day, until the black spirit master spoke:
"Uncle, I will go to Beihai to see."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Suiren's clan told her not to trouble the demon clan, not to kill indiscriminately, and not to go deep into the North Sea before letting her go by herself.
After the Black Spirit Lord left, Suiren looked down at the incarnation of Yang Jian sitting in front of the stone platform, with complicated eyes.
There are some cautious hopes, and a little sadness and relief.
When Yang Jian realized Xinhuo, the main body and the two incarnations fell into the realm of profound and profound at the same time, floating and sinking for more than a month. When Yang Jian woke up, he sat in front of the stone platform for a while.
He seemed to have realized something and forgotten something.
It seemed to be an insight that was vital to one's own future, but I couldn't remember it anyway, as if it were a dream.
"Xiao Hei, cough, where is Princess Chuqi?"
"She went to Beihai," Suiren said, "Don't worry, Shennong and Xuanyuan will go with her."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Yang Jian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, really afraid that the black spirit master would make a big fuss in the prehistoric land.
Sui Ren said: "If you are fine, go back."
"Thank you for your kind advice, senior," Yang Jian stood up and thanked him.
"You don't have to thank me, you carry the firework in this body, it should be me thanking you." Sui Renshi chuckled, with a little emotion in his eyes, "I can't move, so I won't send you off, go."
Yang Jian made a speech, and Suiren slowly closed his eyes.
Empty stone pillars, dozens of black chains, solitary beams...
The Emperor Suiren clan, the generation of Emperors who led the human race out of the dark abyss, has not known how many years there is.
Yang Jian secretly made up his mind that if he could break through the holy realm in the future, he would definitely come here to help Suiren exit.
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Qian Hong...
The legacy of this Taoist ancestor is far from being cleaned up, and the powerful enemy has appeared in the Three Realms, entrenched in the ghostly stream.
They don't know when they will come out, Yang Jian began to think about whether or not to take Yao Ji into the Chaos Sea, there seems to be a relatively stable place.
"Finally," Shennong's voice came from the front, Yang Jian looked up and saw at the end of the passage, Shennong and Zhen Yuanzi were waiting for themselves.
Moving forward, Yang Jian said, "Let seniors wait a long time."
The two of them reciprocated, and Shennong asked, "Is there no way for the little friend to help Suihuang get out of trouble?"
"With more heart but not enough energy~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Jian can only shook his head helplessly.
Zhen Yuanzi sighed: "The Emperor Sui disappeared suddenly, and then the Huoyundong was born. Then the emperor refused to see the guests, and Pang Dao realized that there must be some tricks. Who knows...If Pang Dao happened to be in Heaven before the Yi Yuan Hui Calculating this, I don’t know that Suihuang suffered such torture."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Shennongdao: "Fortunately, everything has passed, Qianhong is dead."
"But those existences have already hit the door," Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, then looked at Yang Jian, and said: "Pan Dao is waiting here, not for anything else, just wanting to make an appointment with the little friend. Later, if the repair is made. When I'm tired, I will definitely come to Wuzhuang for a visit. Poor Dao may help the little friend take a step forward."
Yang Jian's spirits shook, knowing that Zhen Yuanzi would be so capable, he promised to thank him.
He was just about to find Xiao Hei, and told her to stop playing crazy in Honghuang, Chaos Sea was still waiting for her to return, but just about to say goodbye to Zhen Yuanzi, a very fast black shadow flew in front of Yang Jian.
Say Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive.
"you……"
"Something happened," the Black Spirit Lord didn't talk nonsense, spread his bare hands, and one of the walnut-like beads was full of cracks.
"how?"
"The group of witch races you escorted should be in trouble. One of the quasi-sacred chaos spirit races died."
"You go after it," Yang Jian's voice didn't worry, he slowly closed his eyes, "I'll meet them, don't worry, be careful not to trap the enemy."
Zhen Yuanzi said by the side: "Do you need to go with the poor?"
Yang Jian had no response, and his mind returned to his body.
"No," the black spirit master said coldly, turned and left, turned into a black light, and disappeared into the sky very quickly.
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